"Zephya, during your heavenly tribulation, do not scatter the first three strikes. Try to keep them from dissipating by launching attacks that target their Will. Even if you couldn't, that's fine, as all you have to do is make haste while not letting it eat you up until the last strike."
Zephya inclined her head and looked at Davis confusingly.
She pridefully smiled, knowing that she was strong enough to breeze through her heavenly tribulation.
But now, looking at the dark crimson skies that turned crimson-gold and were creating annihilative heavenly flames to unleash on her, she was flabbergasted.
"Heavenly flames…"
Zephya uttered as she saw a wisp of heavenly fire form underneath the clouds, ready to fall from the skies to set her sins ablaze.
